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Monday, June 21, 2010

Grown Ups, a new movie set to hit theaters this week, will suck. How do I know? Well, first I have seen the commercials, which grease the wheels of suck-ocity. Second, half the film is of SNL rejects who were either never funny while on the show (Rob Schneider), or were never funny after they left (Adam Sandler, David Spade). Third, the "star" power that has gone into this is clearly just for the extra cash they may bring, not for their *snicker* talent.

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